Тексты песен «Ruiner»

And here where the suburbs are no better than the city. Where taking your own life is more than just an option. Some make you think that itos easier to just turn walk away... I went running as fast as I can screaming...

It's not my fault what you did with your life It's not my fault that your dreams died with addiction This was never about who was better than who But I got out and you never changed. But fuck that town it gets the best...

6 months from the day I wrote any of these songs. They may mean as much as the changing of the tides. This reoccurring trend of hello and goodbye leads me to believe- That I know I've been here with you before. Yes I...

So here's your song and the words you asked for But I'm sure it's not what you wanted. It's not beautiful or gracious it's a warning To anyone who has yet to meet you. Don't tell me your sorry because I'm pretty sure I...

I remember just how it used to be. When the nights were fucking ours and the sunrise Made me feel so fucking sick. Things were much simpler And those summers last too long But this feeling was as depressing As the day...

I gave up... on metaphors and acts of sarcastic wit. Rewording phrases in an attempt to grab the approval of faces I may never know. I've only met a few people that deserve this smile. Yes, I'm fucking ok and please...

Respects given where it's fucking due. And I'll tip my hat for what you have done. But that doesn't mean I have to give a shit bout your opinions. You've never walked a step in my shoes. I'll stick my foot in my mouth...

You want honesty it's all I got. I've been bleeding to death, why can't I stop. As I grew older, I grew angry. I got memoirs filled of shitty stories. Now sometimes I don't know myself. If this is an act, was an act I...

Trust on this hill is a fucking joke Built on constriction and loaded words They have their own agenda, have their own plan Power loves power at the end of the day Good and bad don't always apply. Some fuckers don't...

I am pride. I am discouragement. Self loathing, but egotistical, an ignorant fuck. An average heathen who just waits for their turn to speak. Convinced in thinking they know when their end will be. But I am shit no...

The ones born in shit with no remorse or no regret, Watch the foundation break we laugh as we take. Born the son of a carpenter and highschool secretary, Bread blue collar in a white trash town, with just enough to...

Tonight I'm screaming those words that I wanna regret How truly honest can one man be to only drop those subtle hints But I was never that kind of person I always put it on the table Laid all my cards out smiling with...

Yeah. Now I fucking get it what you meant When you said moving as far as I can will change everything I never understood it than but I understand it now The options are slim-the placements perfect no one knows me here...

Those heavy thoughts I let linger when the sun goes down. I don't need this shit anymore. I can finally see it's over my desire to hold on To old pictures and thoughts about crush's I can not relive. Looks like I am...

Eye to eye, I'll keep my composure Hands shaking and these fists will be tightly clenched I want it back, I'll say for the first time. Every ounce of fucking air you've never appreciated If this is all that I am a...

Again you open your mouth so quickly spewing out Sentence fragments explaining your belief in fairytales. Those superheroes- those pages of assholes That supposedly set moral standards... With every ancient text shit...

He clinches his fist as he swings for the fucking fences His since of abandon keeps him from deaths door. Blown knees and torn fucking muscles heart made of steel These are the hours he never wants back this is the...

In a minute now I'll be feeling like a cold front cut through the room You kindly wave I awkwardly smile not sure what to say But it's inevitable you bat yours eyes I crumble I always crumble How are you you will say I...

What the fuck are you so afraid of As strong as lions but you never show you're fucking teeth Long enough to strike fear in the eyes of the unbelieving ones Who never question questions or attempt at anything beyond...

Broken knuckles bleeding Foreheads Shirt collars I'm still grabbing Accusations rolling eyes Reasons I'm still pulling my hair out Those fucking cords stretched through broken glass Never summed up so much. All of...